I am Born.
As the world around me spins, I stand. I am as still as the leaves, when there is no wind. There is so much around me, that I do not know. So much to learn and experience.
Yet why does it hurt so much? When everything feels so right! My beliefs are sound and true, but I am still falling. While everything else is rising with the sun, I disappear, into the underground life I live. Why does there have to be pain, where there should be none.
Can we not find heaven on earth? Or do we already have it, within our hearts?
I know that within my heart, I am fire. With every breath that I take, another fire begins from within me. I take great pride in knowing that I have something to give, to the people who need it the most, the forgotten. The joy and pride that I take in who I am. When my flame dances, others may try to scar and destroy it. But their water is no match, for a flame that grows.
Am I the only one, who takes great pride in the little things? The calls of thank you to the unknown savior, the knowledge of knowing you saved a soul, or the colors of the sky at dawn.
There is great freedom in running the rooftops, whenever the pale moon rises. I can see my world, as I protect the people in my life and I feel fulfilled with nothing more to gain.
Could there be another part of me? A part that I don't know, because it is one in the future that I can't see. I will still search for it regardless, in the deepest of alleys, and tallest buildings.
And I can see it! The glow,a shimer of light, the glimmer of hope.
It is everything I do, every moment that I live.
I know that for this one reason, when the sun has stopped its rise and the glow of the city comes to life, I am born.